Kooweerup Swamp

Kooweerup Swamp
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp son you better not go at night
There’s things out there in the middle of them woods
That’d make a strong man die from fright
There’s things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around.

Wooley Swamp – Charlie Daniels Band


One Comment

  • dale August 4, 2017

    Awesome poem awesome photo

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